Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-10-30

OF the club.
Agnes hesitated. A faint tinge OF color
stole over her face.
There had been n long past time when
Henry westwick had owned hat he had
loved her. She had made her confession
10 him. acknowledging that her heart was
given to his eldest brother. He had sub
mitted to his disappointment; and they
hsd met thereafter rs cousins and friends.
Never before had she associated the idea
of hun with embarrassing recollections
But now, on the very day when his
brothers marriage TO another woman had
consummated his brothers treason toward
her, there was something vaguely repellent
in the prospect OF seeing him. The old
nurse who remembered them both in their
cradles) observed her hesitation; and sym
pathizing, Of course, with the man, put in
a timely word Tor Henry. HE says he's
going away, my dear; and he only wants
to shake hands, and say gOOdby" This
plain statement of the case had its effect,
Agnes decided % receiving her cousin.
He entered the room 50 rapidly that be
surprised her IN the act Of throwing the
fragments of M~ontbarrys's last letter into
the tire. She hurriedly spoke first
"YOu are leaving London very suddenly,
Henry. Is it business? or pleasure
Instead OF answering her, he pointed to
the flaming letter, aud to some black ashes
of burned paper lying lightly in the lower
part of the fireplace.
Are you burning lettsrs?'
Yes"
His letters?'
YES"
He took her hand gently.
Il had no idea / WAS iutruding on you,
at n time when you must wish to be alone.
Forgive me, Agnes shall see you when
l return"
She signed to him, with a faint smile,
to take \ chair.
We have known one another since we
were children, " she said. why should
feel a foolish pride about myself in yOuI
presence? Why should have any secrets
from YOU | sent back all your brother
gifts to me some time ago. / have been
advised to do more, to keep nothing that
can remind NE of him-in short, To barn
the letters. / have taken the advice; but
lown ] shrunk a little from d~sstrOyingtht
last of the letters. NO-nOt because II
was the last, but because it had thiSin it.
She opened her hand, and showed him q
lock Of MOntharry's hair, tied with Z
morsel of golden cord. We'll, well; LEI
1t 20 with the restr'
She dropped it into the flame. Fol
awhile she stood with her back TO Henry,
leaning on the mantel piece aud looking
into the fire. He took the chair to which
she had pointed, with q strange cOntradic'
ton of expression in his face; the tears
were in his eyes, while the brows above
were knit close in an angry trown. He
muttered to himself.
Damn him.
She rallied her courage and looked at
him again when she spoke.
well, Henry, aud why are you going
away?n
II am out OF spirits, Agnes, and / want
a change"
She paused before she spoke again. His
face told her plainly that he Was thinking
of her when he made that reply. She wa
grateful to him, but her mind was not
with him; her mind was still with the man
who had deserted her. She turned round
again to the tire.
as it true" she asked, after 3 long
silence, that they have been married to,
day."
lie answered ungraciously in the one
necessary wOrd: Yes"
Did You 20 TO the chur,h2'
be resented the question with an eX'
preston of Indignant surprise
Go to the chuIch?" he r-peatsd. 81
would a. soon 90 to- He checked him,
self there. How can you ask" be added,
in lower tones. Il have never spoken tC
MoptbaTry;l have not even seen HIM since
be treated you ike the saOundrel and the
fool that he ISL
She looked at him suddenly without say,
ing a word. lie understood her and beg
ged her pardon. But he WAS still angry,
The reckoning comes To some men, p
he said, ''eveP in this world. He will live
to rue the day when he married that wO
man.
Agnes took q chair ~ his side, aad look
ed at him with a geutls surprise.
SIS it quite reasonable to be 50 angry
with her because yOur brother preferred
her to me?' she asked.
Henry turned on her sharply
"DU yOu defend the countess, Of all tn
people in the yorld?'
"Wny noE' Agnes answered. g
know nothing against her. On the only
occasion when we met she appeared to b,
q singularly timid, nervous person, looking
dreadfully III; and being indeed so i'll tina
she tainted under the heat of the room
WHY should We not do her Justice? w
know that she was innocent of any inten
ton to wrong NE; we know that she wa
not aware Of my engagement"-
Henry lifted his hand impatiently, ant
stopped her.
"There is such a thing as being too jus
and too ~fO7giving" he interpOsed. ''
can't bear to hear You talk in that pstien
way, after the scandalously cruel name
In which yOu have been treated. Try Il
fo.get them both, Agnes. | wish to Coz
could help you to do itT'
Agnes laid her hand on his arm.
"You are very good to me, Henry; bu
you don't quite understand me. / wa
wondering whether anything which has 3
entirely filed my heart, and 50 ABSORBED
ali that is best and truest in me, a. M
feeling for your brother, can really pas
away as if il had never existed. / havD
destroyed the last visible things that re
mind me o fhim. In this world I shall Sc
him no more. But is the tie that ono
bound us completely broken? Am | rs en-
tirely parted from the good and evil for
tune Of his life as il we had never met GnC
never lOyedI What do you think, Henry
/ can hardly believe it."
eff you could bring the rstribution or
him that be has deserved" Henry West